Cold! Bitterly cold!

This was the first thought that came to the werewolf after regaining consciousness, and after this thought was generated, his body quickly reacted, curling himself into a ball. www.biquge.info If he had followed the training of the forty-seventh, he would have quickly grasped the surrounding environment, assessed how his body could have been injured or not, and the most important thing was to find a way to recover his combat effectiveness as soon as possible. But at this time, the werewolf was too tired, his body was cold and hungry, and the instinctive act of curling up almost made him fall into a coma again, but after lying in place for a while, the tired werewolf only felt that the chill on his body was not relieved at all, and in desperation, he had to reluctantly open his heavy eyes, and turned around to see where he was, but all he could see was darkness.

"Okay, he's fine, turn off the instrument, and send him into the dog ring after the injection!"

After an impatient command sounded, the otherwise quiet surroundings suddenly became lively, and the noise of people and the sound of clattering machines was incessant, and the noise made him feel irritated in his heart. It didn't take long for the werewolf in a trance to find that the chill that had enveloped his body quickly disappeared, and there was a dazzling light in front of him, he looked at the person who spoke with his eyes half-open, only to feel that the place where he entered was white, and he could barely see some shadowy human figures, and before he could think about it, he felt that someone had been injected in his arm again, and he fell into a coma again in the blink of an eye.

This time, the unconscious werewolf did not sleep to death, perhaps because of his body warming, or because he was injected with drugs. When his physical strength recovered, he even began to dream. The werewolf in the dream was still training hard in the large training room, and the scolding of No. 47 around him was endless, but I don't know why, after being scolded to the point of blood, he smiled extremely brightly, and the resentment and anger that he should have had completely disappeared, and the happiness was so strong that even the forty-seventh in his dream began to feel strange, so that the werewolf himself who couldn't laugh was vaguely aware that all this was just a dream, but he was still laughing, and he didn't want to wake up with a smile.

After a long time of training and learning, the werewolf actually knows very well in his heart that he can't go back to that time, not to mention that the whereabouts of No. 47 are unknown at the moment, and even the training base itself has been completely destroyed by interstellar pirates, even if he finds No. 47 one day, where can he train? Even if he found a place to train, would he really be willing to return to the training room at that time?

I don't know how long it took, the werewolf finally came to his senses completely, and the moment he opened his eyes, he still recalled the scene in his dream, and even had an illusion, feeling that the scolding of the forty-seventh would soon ring in his ears. Soon, the unfamiliar scene and smell in front of him completely dispelled the werewolf's illusions, and he slowly sat up to find himself in a dimly lit cell, and although the surroundings were still clean and tidy, the smell and feel of the walls were completely different from the place he had been in for more than eight months.

'The past is always going to pass, and I still have to work hard to get to the next road. ’

After this thought silently flashed in his mind, the werewolf raised his head and looked around seriously, but this look made his high mood hit the trough again, for no other reason, just because there were three werewolf heads hanging on the wall not far behind him, although the lights in the room were dim, but the werewolf still saw at a glance that the three bloody heads were cut from their real kind. The werewolf, who was becoming more and more vigilant, did not dare to slack off, and stood up cautiously with a tense body.

"This is scheduled by the Seventh Master."

"Roar—" After hearing this cold sounding explanation, the werewolf quickly turned around and made a defensive gesture in the direction from which the voice came. Perhaps because of his long-term effective training, he finally didn't start transforming in the first place. But unexpectedly, he was talking to a young man with a young appearance, not the vicious interstellar pirate he imagined, but judging from the young man's demeanor and breath, he had obviously seen blood.

"The Seventh Master is the seventh in the family, so if you have to collect all seven werewolf heads, it seems that your head will be the fourth." The young man smiled kindly when he saw the werewolf's gaze, raised his hand and pointed to the three heads and explained, "The price of werewolves is very expensive, even if it is a dead werewolf, it will be difficult to collect seven of them, not to mention that they must be young and strong. ”

When the young man opened his mouth to explain, the werewolf noticed that the other party's body shape and position were completely defenseless, and he didn't seem to be worried about him attacking at all. The werewolf who knew that something was wrong did not attack rashly, but stood where he was and kept silent, but it didn't take long for him to know the reason for the other party's behavior. If you look closely, you will find that there is actually a layer of transparent glass between the two of them, this layer of glass is very clean and transparent, if it were not for the incessant young man inadvertently smashing his fingers, the werewolf would not even notice this.

"You can understand the lingua franca, right?" After seeing that the werewolf noticed the glass compartment in front of him, the young man smiled even brighter, "Relax, this glass is very strong, and the two of us can't touch each other." I don't have any ill will towards you, we can talk about it first, there's no need to be so tense. ”

"Who are you?"

After a few seconds of silence, the werewolf finally spoke his first words.

"You really know the lingua franca!! Good!! Great Kindness!! After seeing that the werewolf really spoke, the young man clenched his fists excitedly, "Although you are a werewolf, as long as you know the lingua franca, you must know the Xuanang Empire, right?" Let me introduce myself, my name is Mu Yang, I am a nobleman of the empire, wait a minute..."

"Mu Yang? Wood?! Before Mu Yang could finish speaking, the werewolf's eyes suddenly changed, and he asked in a low voice, "What is your relationship with Mu He?!! Loved ones? ”

"Muhe? Maybe it's relatives, but the Xuanang Empire is so big, we...."

"Damn!! You're in this group!! ”

Uh----

As the werewolf's voice fell, the glass wall in front of him suddenly shrank from the middle to the ceiling and the floor, and after a while, there was nothing between the two of them.

"Oh damn !!" Seeing the sudden withdrawal of the glass wall separating the two, the defenseless Mu Yang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped back, "You bastards have added money again!! Do you want to watch the nobles die so much?!! Damn dog fighting arena!! ”

When Mu Yang quickly retreated, the werewolf who was fully guarded only felt that the opponent was full of flaws, and the fighting instinct caused by long-term training made him involuntarily rush forward, and in a short time, he crossed the original glass wall and attacked towards the terrified Mu Yang.

"Hey, wait!!" The werewolf's castration was very violent, and Mu Yang, whose face had changed greatly, had just retreated not far away, when he saw that there was a small mountain-like figure in front of him, and he hurriedly raised his head and hurriedly waved his hand and shouted, "We don't need to fight here!" ”

"Die!!"